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It is obvious the avidity with which I observed such manuscript, wishing to have the
possibility to read it right there. The words sounded mysteriously in the mouth of Tarstein, and
this impression was accentuated by the unreality of the place, where centuries were crossed
with just walking some metres by the corridor.
–To you taufpate Hess– continued Tarstein, changing of matter– I know him since he
appeared in Munich in 1919. Was a young student of geopolitics when he ingressed, in that
year, to the Thulegesselschaft. However we recognized in him one of the great Spirits of
Germany, who was going to be the Shield Bearer of the King Arthur. A Parsifal whose
mission would not be, this time, the quest for the Grail but the sacrifice to take sit in the
dangerous seat during the crisis of the Kingdom, this place number thirteen in the round
table that only can occupy a Pure Madman¸a Knight capable to do a Madness of Love to save
the Kingdom. For this reason Rudolph has been always next to the Führer, waiting for his time,
as the loyal Knight.
And everyone must desire that his opportunity never come, because when Parsifal
begins his mission that would mean that the King Arthur is hurt, and that the Kingdom is
terra gasta.
I assented with a gesture before the inquisitor gaze of Tarstein, but the mute answer not
impressed him at all.
–You don’t understand completely what I say, don’t you? It must be thus, due to: Who
would be capable to understand the pure madman?; his mission is not earthly; the victory, if he
triumphs, can be only celebrated in another Heavens. A few will be the ones who will applaud
the anonymous hero that is in Rudolph Hess. And, however, of him depends in great measure
the triumph of the Führer.
How much meaning would have these words, that Tarstein was telling me in such first
visit to the Gregorstrasse 239, four years later, when in 1941 Rudolph was eager to face bravely
to the elementalwesen! But such Saturday of 1937 the war, and all the horror that would
come, were still far away, in a future that I could not suspect.
On the other hand, the commentaries of Tarstein caused my certain pride, in the quality
of godson of Rudolph Hess, and with a pleasant sensation I was foolishly smiling, without
deepening in the occult sense that was behind the symbology of the Arthurean Legend.
I’ll not extend about this first visit because it was not much more what we talked. After
an hour, in accorcondance with what I remember, I left from there submersed in a sea of
doubts but with the strong purpose to continue till the end.
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